We chit-chat for a second or two then I say that I have to go. I don't really buy that story, but hey, he looks hot to me. He laughs and says yeah, but that he had just found the pants in with some of his old clothes and wanted to see if they still fit him. He hands me my money and I comment on his choice of clothes on this hot day. He is wearing black leather pants with a zipper running down each leg, a black tank top, and black leather boots. I follow him in and shut the door behind me. After I'm done, he comes out and says good job, and to come in and he'll get me my money. Saturday comes again, and I go a mow his lawn. The next week is almost a blur all I do is fantasize about what I saw. I rub my crotch a few times through my jeans, and then realize that I am doing this out in the open, so I run back home. I have never seen anything like it in my life and I am very turned on. There bent over a table with his hands shackled to the other side is a guy almost as hot as my neighbor, completely naked with a ball gag in his mouth. He drops the robe and I see he is wearing only a black leather jock strap.
He shuts the door and I go to walk home, when I see him through a crack in the curtains in his wreck room. I say cool, and that I don't want to keep him, he hands me the money and I leave. I comment on that fact and he says he is working out in the wreck room. I go up and knock on the door, a few minutes later he comes and answers it wearing a long black robe.
I get to his house about an hour early, I see his car in the driveway so I go on over, I also notice a motorcycle parked out by the street. I go home and take a shower and change and lounge around the house and just take it easy for the rest of the day. But one Saturday when I am mowing his lawn he has to rush out, he tells me that he has to leave and that he can pay me my money if I come by later on that night at around 8 pm.
He asks if I can start on Saturday, and I say sure.Ībout a month goes by and I hardly see him except when I am mowing the lawn and after when he pays me. I keep getting the feeling that he is checking me out, interesting because I am doing the same thing to him. We walk around the yard and I quote him a price and he quickly agrees. I get halfway there before I realize it is him. He asks if I can come over and appraise his lawn for him, and I say sure and he gives me directions.
He asked me about prices and how long it usually takes me, and when I am available to mow. Then one day I got a call from a guy asking about me mowing his lawn. I had fliers up around the neighborhood and had quite a few customers. I had gotten a summer gig mowing lawns hey it pays well for about an hour's work. This guy must live to work out I have never seen a guy wear so many different leather outfits. It all started about 6 months ago I see a hot looking neighbor move in down the block. It was just me, and I used it to earn extra money. When I turned 18 I had a lawn mowing business for the summer.